"I never said it would be easy, I only said it'd be worth it" :): Survived.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Survived.

Survived our first week of residency. There was one 16hour day in there somewhere...but otherwise it was okay. The weekend had a rocky start since everyone was tired and grumpy...but hoping we'll get used to "work."

It cracks me up everytime we talk to people and it comes up that Svend is a DPM. Suddenly everyone's talking about their current foot/ankle ailment and asking for advice. It started before we'd even left BYU-I! Just telling people that he was ABOUT TO study podiatry brought tons of questions. Now that he's a resident it's so wierd to watch him answering those questions with actual knowledge behind his answers. hehe. My husband is a DPM?! Crazy. Who'd of thought!

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Why single?

I remember being engaged and thinking "I can't wait til we're married and we can be together ALL the time." A married friend of mine said "yeah right. We see eachother less now." I didn't believe her :) Well, one month after graduation, babygirl came along. Hubby had a crappy job and didn't get any days off. Luckly she was born on a Sunday. We lived away from any family and dealt for a few days til help arrived. (more like cried and ate toast while never putting down a nursing baby). More school for hubby and Bugs came along. Hubby's don't get maternity leave when they're students...so again we dealt for a few days until help arrived. Moved onto Grad school. Took hubby to carpool every morning @ 6am and picked him up at 5:30pm. Dinner and kids in bed by 6:30 then studying til 10pm. Got a second car (hooray!) which allowed the kids to stay up later and sleep in...thus getting to see daddy more. 3rd year of grad school brought Sweets with it. Hubby got my text to meet me at the hospital. Left school and came over. Back at school the next day. No tears. Lots of help with friends this time :) And family arrived before I was even discharged! Baby #4 came 2 months before graduation…and shortly after we learned we did not match. ..so no job or place to go. we made it though-as you will see. Our caboose arrived at the beginning of our last year in residency. I started this blog when just 3 were at home. It's been a place for me to vent, rejoice, and basically be honest and real with out situation and that of many other students/residents/beginning doctors. Now are in our first year of our career and already we have seen several lows…but we keep chugging forward…and I'm happy to report, I'm not so single any more!